Adults always love to say to me, children, what do you know!
In fact, children's hearts are like a mirror, transparent and bright.
The words and deeds of adults, Everything is clearly imprinted in their hearts.
They know more than adults imagine. Even what they don't understand is firmly in their hearts.
Right and wrong, they have a steelyard in their hearts when they are very young. And it is the most honest scale.
Because its weight is the simplest emotion. Like or hate. It
has nothing to do with identity, status, money and so on.
Therefore, without too much pen and ink,
we can understand what kind of person an officer is just by looking at how the little boy grows up .
A man who can make such a huge impact on such a young boy's life can
not be summed up by a few simple and crude words (comrade, pedophile...).
He is very frank, and he saw the child's heart straight from the first time he saw
him ; he was very naughty, driving a windy jeep while walking with a child;
he was very gentle, and every time he walked Will accompany the child home;
he is very serious and will talk to the child about the troubles of being a man;
he is very restrained, and will gently put his arms around his beloved child, saying that he is his treasure;
he is very considerate and will work with the child. Silly actions made the sad little girl happy;
he was also very deep, he didn't talk much, and with the messy language,
he didn't even tell the child that he was going.
Facing his adoptive father, he didn't even open his mouth to express his true wishes.
The last glance was a vague look back in the dappled shade of the dark night.
All of this finally created the artist in front of him,
Unsmiling, rigorous and harsh, not good at words, but full of surging passion for life and hope.
Everything he wanted to say was tumbling in his chest, but he didn't spill the slightest bit, and it was all covered up by the classic sunglasses.
It wasn't until the end, that photo, that we saw waves on his face.
Looking at such a man, no one has to doubt
how excellent the other man who made him with love is.
After reading the comments, it does remind me of Lover, Soulbroken Venice and Lolita.
I haven't read all three of the articles.
Thinking about it like this, I feel weird. Didn't even watch it.
But in retrospect, it feels a bit obscure and verbose.
Only Lolita watched the movie for the last time, and it was a little bit of an anticlimactic understanding.
Looking at the end, Lolita was wearing heavy glasses, wearing a coarse cloth, and speaking gruffly.
Not to mention Humbert, even I feel hopeless when I look at it.
But this little girl grew up in his hands.
Whether it's innocent or seductive.
Lolita is the flower of evil that grows under his doting and sheltering.
Everything has a cause and a result.
Both are just solitary souls indulging in sensual pleasures and endless desires.
As for Soul Broken Venice and Lover, we don't know their later stories.
So, officers and boys are special.
It allows us to discover that the so-called "abnormal love" or "year-old love", homosexuality, or first love is
not just a so-called "strange love story", it is not just taken by the protagonist after getting old and degenerate
Things that come out to show off or casually reminisce about are not for people to be curious about.
It is really something that can transcend something, influence something, and change something, including life.
There was once a man who loved a little boy and he taught him that
love is not indulgence but duty,
not a moment but a long time - even when I'm not around.
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